Chapter 162 Zombie Mountain
Chapter 162 Zombie Mountain
I didn't take good care of the charity cemetery and it got bombed. I'm definitely in trouble.
"...Why do we need a garden? No, no, no, that would be so bad?" Uncle Jiu's voice came.
"Plant a bamboo forest here!" Tan Wenjie gestured among the ruins, "Then build a pavilion here. After the pavilion is built, build a pond. It just so happens that the Baiyu Building has started construction, so I will arrange for them to come here and build together."
Uncle Jiu couldn't hold back his smile: "I'm so sorry, Uncle Shi."
The charity cemetery was bombed, and it was a good thing that it was bombed. The old must go before the new can come.
You see, before we could only live in a cramped thatched house with tiles, but now we can live in a two-story villa with a pond.
At the rate Uncle Jiu makes money, it will take him at least another ten years of saving to rebuild a new house, forget about having a garden, a bamboo forest, a pond, etc.
Tan Wenjie: "Alas, it's all my fault. I accidentally blew up the coffin cemetery."
Qiu Sheng, who was standing by, recalled that Fei Bao had quietly buried something, and then pulled out a very long rope, and he understood.
So that’s what it is, it’s dynamite.
Accidentally? You definitely did it on purpose!
"What's past is past."
Uncle Jiu shook his head, showing great magnanimity.
Qiu Sheng asked, "Master, how is the situation over there?"
"The fight was won."
After winning the fight, Tan Wenjie was going to go back and see how the ambush trap was, and then go and deal with the tail that was left behind. But when he was halfway there, Uncle Jiu's house was bombed.
Tan Wenjie had no choice but to pat his chest and assure Uncle Jiu that he could compensate.
It’s just rebuilding a house, so spending money is not a problem. Uncle Jiu, who was originally very angry, was dazzled by the garden, bamboo forest and pond, and was not angry at all.
Some people even said that if Mr. Tan liked to blow up houses so much, he could blow up his own.
Maybe it was an illusion, but Tan Wenjie always felt that Uncle Jiu had a stereotype about him. On the way, he even advised him not to be so evil and that there was no need to be too extreme in slaying demons and eliminating evil.
It was the first time that he killed a horse thief by blowing up a house, and of course it was somewhat effective, so he didn't mind continuing to use this trick in the future.
But the situation was not as smooth as expected. Three blown-to pieces bodies were dug out from the ruins, two men and one woman. Judging from their tattered clothes, it could be guessed that they were female horse thieves.
The only problem is that Tan Wenjie is not sure where the soul of the female horse thief has gone. Given the characteristics of this group of sorcerers, they can turn into fierce ghosts immediately after death.
It is easy to be a thief for a thousand days, but it is difficult to guard against thieves for a thousand days.
However, dealing with ghosts is always easier than dealing with sorcerers. Ghosts cannot attack during the day. Door gods, Buddha statues, ancestral tablets, etc. can all protect against ghosts. In addition, with Uncle Jiu searching with me, finding ghosts is much easier than finding people.
……
The moment the female horse thief's body was blown to pieces, her soul left her body.
The ghosts of the two horse thief brothers also followed her.
The mouth does not move, but the sound comes out.
"go back!"
The sorcerer eats raw meat and drinks blood, and 70% of his skills are on his body. Now that he has turned into a ghost, not to mention encountering Uncle Jiu and Tan Wenjie, even Fei Bao and Qiu Sheng who are lying on the ground in the distance can stop him.
She remembered what the Taoist priest had said: take a long-term view!
The three ghosts quickly flew back to Pingwu Village, and the scene was already in chaos.
The Taoist priest he relied on turned into a headless corpse.
"what happened?"
The other party's soul was wandering around in confusion, but it did not leave under the control of the living horse thief.
The female horse thief gave a look to the surviving horse thief nearby, and the other thief immediately used unconventional methods to help the Taoist priest get rid of his confusion.
"How come you died too?" The Taoist's soul looked at the female horse thief, his face changed, and he gritted his teeth, "I didn't expect that Renjia Town would have so many masters."
During the initial fight, he found that the young man opposite him was inexperienced, so he took the initiative to attack and gained the upper hand. However, he did not expect that the other party had extraordinary attainments in thunder magic. He emitted electric light with his fist, and then used palm thunder to kill him directly.
The female horse thief said: "Revenge!"
"Of course I want revenge!" The Taoist snorted, "We'll settle old scores as well as new ones."
"Old account?"
"Old account!"
The female horse thief recalled that it was the Taoist priest who had taken the initiative to propose to attack Renjiazhen. It turned out that there was an old score. If so, wouldn't she and the others be used as guns?
The Taoist priest didn't notice the change in his emotions. He was forced to break his soul and was still affected by his obsessions in his previous life. "Don't you know the spell of combining ghost and corpse?"
The female horse thief asked, "You want us to possess the bodies of zombies ourselves?"
"Of course not. It's not pleasant for a ghost to possess a corpse. I caught a lot of ghosts during the Ghost Festival a few days ago."
"Where are the zombies?"
"I know there's a zombie mountain, but I still need the help of your living brothers."
The two ghosts hit it off immediately.
The Taoist priest said, "Also, leave here immediately. If I lose the fight, they will definitely come after me."
noon.
The figure lying on the horse's back crossed mountains and rivers and finally arrived at the destination.
The sun was glaring on the mountain, and dozens of coffins were placed in a mess.
"Is this the place?" The horse thief Shanzhu held up an oil-paper umbrella.
A voice came out: "It's here. There used to be a group of bandits on this mountain. After they were all killed, they turned into zombies on the mountain."
"Move now?"
"The coffin is filled with corpse gas. You can't open the lid or move the coffin. You have to wait until the zombies come out to worship the moon at night."
Soon, night falls.
The moon came out, and the cool moonlight sprinkled on the coffin lid for a moment.
The coffin lid was flipped over, and figures popped out from it.
At a glance, there were at least fifty or sixty zombies, worshiping the moon under the leadership of the Zombie King.
Swish, a figure jumped out, holding a bronze mirror in his hand. The moonlight emitted by the mirror actually replaced the moon above their heads. The moon that the zombies worshipped also turned into a bronze mirror.
The horse thief holding the bronze mirror retreated, and the zombie immediately chased after him with his arms raised.
He held the mirror high and led the corpses down the mountain.
The remaining bandits had already prepared wine jars with ghost-sealing talismans on them.
"Do as I teach you."
The spirit of the Taoist priest appeared at night. He commanded the horse thief and taught him how to control the ghost in the wine jar and how to successfully beat his body into the body of a zombie.
The female horse thief taught the methods of merging the corpse and the ghost, as well as controlling them.
An old ghost with a white beard was pulled out from the wine jar and smashed into the body of the zombie in front. A talisman was stuck on his forehead and nailed to the spot.
A ghost merged into a corpse.
A ghost does not have seven spirits, and a corpse does not have three souls. When a ghost and a corpse become one, they can be immune to the weaknesses of both sides to a certain extent, and even have extremely high IQs.
A zombie that is invulnerable to swords and guns and has no obvious weaknesses can walk sideways in the human world.
"Not enough ghosts."
The wild boar put down the last jar of wine and looked at the female horse thief.
The remaining zombie is the Zombie King, the strongest one.
The female horse thief looked at the Taoist priest.
"You!" The Taoist's expression changed drastically and he turned around and wanted to run, but he forgot that his strength was only one tenth of what it was before, and the other party was a sorcerer with a lot of unconventional spells in his hands.
The Taoist priest's body was caught and he couldn't break free. He could only watch himself being beaten into the body of the zombie king.
The next moment the Zombie King opened his eyes.
Snap, a talisman was stuck on his forehead.
The Zombie King's eyelids twitched, and just when all the horse thieves thought they had it all done, the Zombie King suddenly opened his eyes again.
(End of this chapter)